Chapter 6

For several days, Luo Fan had been somewhat absent-minded, constantly recalling that kiss from back then.

"My first kiss is gone just like that! I didn't even get to properly savor it!" Luo Fan sat at his doorstep, shaking his head with a long sigh.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side, "Junior Brother Luo, what's got you sighing so deeply?"

Luo Fan looked up and saw Cui Zhifang, quickly getting up and saying, "Senior Brother Cui, what wind has brought you here today?"

Cui Zhifang smiled slightly upon hearing this, "I must congratulate Junior Brother Luo. Master said that your martial arts have reached a certain level, and you can now go down the mountain for training."

"Is that so?" Luo Fan's face did not show any joy, only a faint response, "Thank you, Senior Brother Cui, for letting me know. I will go and bid farewell to Master and set off today."

...

In the ancient tomb, Xiao Longnü propped her chin with her hand, her brows furrowed tightly, her mind constantly replaying the scene from that day's competition.

"Why have I been thinking about that stinky Taoist these past few days!" Xiao Longnü felt a bit flustered, wondering if she had fallen for that Taoist. If a modern person knew this, they would probably give her a big slap and tell her: "You, a goddess, were kissed and even groped by a nobody, it's a deep-seated hatred and a great humiliation, how could you not think about it?" However, unfortunately, Xiao Longnü didn't know about being a goddess or a nobody, and ancient people were much more innocent than modern people. They could even think that being kissed meant you had to marry the person, or that being kissed would make you have a child (Xiao Ye wouldn't tell everyone that he had such thoughts when he was young...). So, as an ancient shut-in who knew nothing, Xiao Longnü naturally had such thoughts, and now, with no one to tell her that these thoughts were wrong, and being the young version of Xiao Longnü rather than the cold and mature adult version, our goddess began to think more and more off track.

However, it was a good thing that it wasn't the adult version of Xiao Longnü, otherwise, even if Luo Fan's kiss was not intentional, it would have been almost impossible for him to have a chance. To win over the adult version of Xiao Longnü, one would probably have to mimic Yang Guo, sneak into the ancient tomb, and spend a few years with her, using time to melt the ice mountain, with no other way.

...

After bidding farewell to Wang Chuyi, Luo Fan prepared to leave the mountain.

We must admit that our classmate Luo Fan is undoubtedly a nobody. He agreed to leave the mountain so quickly because he was somewhat afraid to face Xiao Longnü and was avoiding her. However, I must also praise our classmate Luo Fan because he is not just any nobody, but a courageous and refined nobody. Therefore, although he was nervous, he still planned to gather his courage and go to the ancient tomb to bid farewell to Xiao Longnü.

Arriving at the entrance of the ancient tomb, Luo Fan mustered all his courage, cupped his hands to his mouth to act as a megaphone, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Miss... Long."

This voice was really loud, the first word sounded like a buzzing bee, and the rest was inaudible.

"No, I must gather my courage, I must apologize to Miss Long, and bid her farewell!" Luo Fan felt a bit embarrassed and shouted to himself to boost his morale. Then, he gathered his courage again, cupped his hands to his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted, "..."

"Oops, oops, I was a bit out of breath just now, I'll try again." After saying this, Luo Fan took another deep breath and shouted loudly, "..."

...

The afternoon passed, and a young man could be seen lingering at the entrance of the ancient tomb, occasionally cupping his hands to his mouth as if to shout, but for the entire afternoon, no sound could be heard. Anyone who didn't know what was happening might think this person was practicing some immortal's supernatural power, which was quite bizarre.

As the sunset approached the horizon, although Luo Fan still lacked the courage to shout, he knew it was time to leave.

Shaking his head with a bitter sigh, Luo Fan hated his own weakness, gave himself a hard slap, and finally, after a last glance at the dark entrance of the ancient tomb, he left with a mix of reluctance and resignation.

At that moment, a snow-white figure emerged from the dark ancient tomb.

In fact, Xiao Longnü had seen Luo Fan long ago, but seeing him in this state, she found it somewhat amusing and suddenly wanted to see when this Taoist would finally speak.

However, he never spoke and instead turned to leave, which made Xiao Longnü feel a bit regretful.

Just as she turned to go back to the ancient tomb, a song with a somewhat peculiar tune came from the distance:

Just after leaving, I started to worry

About how you're doing today

The whole scene is about you

Thinking of you, I can't sleep

Your pouting, cute face

And the sweet scent on your body

My happiness is you

Thinking of you makes me smile

Without you, I suffer so much

Without you, I am so troubled

I try to run to you through the clouds

I have come, gathering my courage to let you hear

But I can't bring myself to tell you

I will take care of you and make you laugh

How important you are to me, I will let you know

Listening to you pout and watching you sleep until old age

But I can't bring myself to tell you

It's so simple, but I can't do it

My heart hangs in the air, and I can only watch from afar

I will let you hear, and that person must be me

The departing Luo Fan suddenly remembered the song "Can't Bring Myself to Tell You" from his previous life. Now, singing it, he suddenly understood this feeling of helplessness. Of course, he had slightly altered the lyrics, such as the last line, but that person is no longer me. Although Luo Fan's original intention was to think the lyrics were unlucky, if he hadn't changed them today, he might have been in real trouble, as he was so down that he didn't realize Xiao Longnü had heard everything behind him!

We must admit that although Luo Fan was a bit mediocre, as a literary shut-in, he did a good job altering the lyrics and singing the song.

The sunset's afterglow fell on Luo Fan, as if he were draped in a red glow. Behind him, Xiao Longnü, standing on a hilltop, watched him leave, listening to this gentle and somewhat helpless song, her eyes slightly moist.

"Will you let me hear?" Xiao Longnü fell silent for a moment, watching the gradually receding Luo Fan and silently said to herself, "You have already let me hear."

At that moment, Xiao Longnü suddenly felt that this Taoist wasn't so detestable and was even a bit silly and cute.

...

Luo Fan spent the night at an inn at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain and didn't sleep well. In the morning, he got up with big panda eyes and went downstairs for breakfast.

Seeing Luo Fan come downstairs, the waiter hurriedly walked up and asked respectfully, "Good morning, sir. What would you like?"

"Four buns and a pot of wine!" As he spoke, Luo Fan handed a piece of silver to the waiter. Not being much of a drinker, he was trying to drown his sorrows.

"Sure thing!" The waiter didn't say much because Luo Fan wasn't wearing a Taoist robe. On the mountain, wearing a Taoist robe was for uniformity, and Wang Chuyi also had plans for Luo Fan to become a full disciple. But off the mountain, it wouldn't do to wear a Taoist robe while drinking and eating meat, as that would disgrace the Quanzhen Sect. Even if Luo Fan was willing, Wang Chuyi wouldn't agree.

"Waiter." Luo Fan suddenly thought of something and called the waiter back.

"Sir, what else do you need?"

Luo Fan tossed a large piece of silver to him and said boldly, "Please buy me a fine white silk robe. If it's not enough, come back for more, and if there's any left, you can keep it."

"Sure thing! Thank you, sir!" The waiter was delighted, as this large piece of silver would leave him with a good amount after buying the robe. After biting it to confirm it was real, he hurried off to do the task.

At that moment, a clear bell sound came from outside. Luo Fan looked out and saw a beautiful Taoist nun in a light yellow robe hand over a donkey to the waiter and then walk lightly into the inn, followed by a young Taoist nun with a double sword on her back, also in a light yellow robe.

Luo Fan immediately thought of someone—Immortal Fire Lily Li Mochou. However, his understanding of Li Mochou mostly came from the screen, where unscrupulous TV producers usually hired extras to play Li Mochou, leading Luo Fan to not care much about her appearance. But now, it seemed that Jin Dacheng was not lying. Li Mochou had bright eyes, white skin, and a beautiful face, and the descriptions of her beauty were not exaggerated but perhaps even understated.

"This is a beauty on par with Xiao Longnü!" Luo Fan evaluated in his mind.

Suddenly, Luo Fan tilted his head for no reason, and three silver needles almost grazed his cheek, embedding themselves in the wall behind him.

"Three silver needles as soon as I enter, Immortal Li, that's a bit much, isn't it?" Luo Fan said calmly.

"Oh?" Li Mochou laughed lightly, "Since you know me, you still dare to stare at me like that. You're the first."

"Immortal, you flatter me." Although he didn't know why Li Mochou was here, Luo Fan, without much confidence, half-jokingly said, "I'm new to the world, just taking a closer look to avoid mistaking you for someone else."

"Smooth talker." As Luo Fan had guessed, Li Mochou didn't want to cause trouble at the foot of the mountain this time. Moreover, the three Ice Soul Silver Needles she had fired unexpectedly didn't take down this young man, which made her wary of Luo Fan. So, she just glared at him and found a seat.

Not long after, the waiter brought the white robe to Luo Fan.

The white robe was to commemorate his childhood dream and also because of the person on Zhongnan Mountain. In the room, Luo Fan wiped the alcohol from his face, put on the white robe, and looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He instantly gained a lot of charm. As the saying goes, clothes make the man. At that moment, Luo Fan, in his white robe, no longer looked mediocre but rather like a graceful young master and a white-robed hero.

Going downstairs, Luo Fan didn't want to stay any longer. He had a goal for this trip down the mountain: the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which was likely still hidden in the "Leng Jia Sutra" at Shaolin Temple. As someone with average talent, Luo Fan was determined to obtain this legendary secret manual that could change one's innate abilities!

However, just as he went downstairs, Luo Fan noticed something was wrong. Looking downstairs, he saw that many Quanzhen disciples had surrounded Li Mochou, and a few Quanzhen disciples were lying on the ground, groaning, clearly injured by Li Mochou.

"Uncle Luo, please help capture this demon!" A Quanzhen disciple who was lying on the ground and groaning had already noticed Luo Fan.

Although Luo Fan was wary of Li Mochou's poison skills and didn't really want to fight her, he couldn't ignore the situation. Seeing the groaning Quanzhen disciples, Luo Fan's face turned cold, and he stepped forward to question, "Immortal Li, you first ambushed me, Luo, and now you've injured my Quanzhen disciples. What's your intention?"